Broken Harpoon

wear the scars Smell the blood on the breeze I weathered the storm For a glimpse of the trees When, when it seemed no matter what you gave I took my secret to my grave Broken harpoon ... I could drown In the sound of my dreams Shiver and moan Feel the need to be free Once, it was around my schoolboy days New lines were drawn and rules were made Broken harpoon ...